Wednesday, 5 August 2015

Somewhere between writing and taking mountains of photographs I 'forgot' about you. I say 'forgot', but I'm trying to insinuate that a great wave of guilt washed over me and I couldn't face you - that, and I've been napping a lot recently.

Despite my lateness (and audacity) I hope you'll be kind. I hope you'll be gentle and not bring as many emotional expenses as your brother before.